Jason & the Mistake
He knew he should have stayed at home. It was a mistake. Deep down, Jason knew it was a mistake, and he found himself clenching his fists with his claws digging into the soft flesh of his pads as he stood there, facing the door. He could hear soft...
The Private Show
Mythic was out of town. It sucked. It sucked balls. Kerris drummed his fingers across the table-top of his desk, muzzle resting in paw propped up upon an elbow. His eyes stared vacantly at the dimly lit screen of his computer, pondering what he could...
Small Packages
_There's a special delivery waiting for you ;)_ Artem was already staring at the otherwise unassuming parcel that had mysteriously appeared on his doorstep overnight. Without any postage label or returning address, it seemed unlikely that the...
Dreams: Chapu
The lizard came to in a sea of white, his eyes blinking harshly against the strain of light. It took him a moment to adjust, but gradually he got his bearings, lifting himself up into a sitting position in what was essentially nowhere. Chapu turned to...
His Master's Voice
The chill of the air made Boris's breath condense into a fine mist each time he dragged out a huff. It seemed to coalesce into a thin screen before him as his breathing came short and panting. A cold sweat stung his skin as droplets ran down his nude,...
Cock and Baubles Torture
Light fingers rapped against the plastic plate that pressed down upon the bound stallion's crotch, the clear material leaving no detail of the two trapped balls dangerously flattened to the imagination. He had been in agony for well over an hour now,...
Hot Milk
The thick fingers on his nipples felt like magic as they squeezed and tweaked his nubs. Pinching at the flesh until pliant, soft flesh became hardened, coaxing out sweet, succulent moans from the bound human as he moaned aloud. Aroused, his voice...
Sessions (By Bsaxagent)
I've never really enjoyed going to clubs. The music is usually too loud and bass heavy, most of the patrons are either too high or drunk to make decent conversation, and the dancing....well, let's not go there. But here I was, leaning against the wall...
S3: Take Your Pick
It had started as a mere dare really. Two furs, one bottle of vodka, shot glasses, and one bad decision later, it had resulted to this. From the living room, where discarded empty bottles dripped upon the carpet and the television played some muted...
S1: After Practice
Two furry masses stumbled into the empty locker rooms, bodies crashing against walls and lockers with tremendous bangs that would be sure to wake the dead. A husky had his lips locked with a panda, rewarding him with blushes and groaning swoons as they...
Brotherly Love
When the door burst open to their dormitory, Amaye practically leapt out of his fur as his twin brother came barrelling in, throwing his bag off to the side and vaulted over the sofa to land just behind him. Amar had the habit of that; he always was...
S2: Heavy Weaponry
Shasta was alone in the armoury, quietly polishing the barrel of a handgun absently with an oiled rag. Streak after streak of gleaming metal was brushed over with the cloth to the point where the dulled light shone along its menacing length. It had...